The Seer had gotten the wild one's attention and soon they were face to face.  Her appearance did not bother the Seer in the slightest but many of the others were quite taken aback by her appearance, even calling her a 'whore'.  The Seer now had a few things to juggle: food, those around the Seer, and of course the honey-wine.  The Seer kept Niana in that mystical gaze and somehow managed to also procure half a sandwich and a glass of honey-wine.  The Seer also had an adoring fan in the next seat who decided to go ahead an offer the girl a poncho for herself.  The poor thing looked healthy but she was quite out of sorts in this environment, still, the Seer appreciated the help from the side.

The barkeep was a bit miffed at her appearance but he would have no complaints after what the Seer did next.  The Seer took the poncho from the young shaman's hands and instantly put the garment on her.  "Alright young one, I have at least an idea as to why you are here.  For now do not leave my side until I have heard the story."  The Seer commanded quite sternly, getting down to business.  "As for you young shaman," The Seer finally acknowledged the young man who wished to learn all the secrets the Seer had, "keep your eyes and ears open.  Observe and you may learn something."  The Seer then took a quick break to down some food and drink.

"As I am currently dining by all means explain your request in full.  By coming to us, you have interwoven your life's thread with several others in this room for a span.  Now speak."  It was impossible for Niana to back out now, her fate was interwoven with that of the Seer since she entered the Tavern.

Almost as an afterthought the Seer reached inside it's garments and produced the necessary coin for the drink and placed them on the counter.